Cuddling

The sixth day, around 3 p.m.

Inside a fissure in the ravine.

By now, Yimo and the Rain Emperor had both woken up. They were wearing thick coats, with thin summer clothes wrapped around their faces, making them look like masked bandits.

Yimo had the Rain Emperor use the Fruit Knife to dig a small pit in the ground, then packed snow around it to form a wall.

Crackle-crackle-!

The Rain Emperor was in charge of tearing up books, while Yimo handled lighting the fire and fanning it.

It didn't take long for the small fissure to fill with thick smoke.

But they had to admit, crouching beside it really did make them a little warmer.

Yimo: "Hey, why did you bring so many comics into the Death Game?"

"Don't tell me you actually thought there'd be time to read comics and pass the time in the Death Game?"

"Sure, sure. That's so like you!"

At that, the Rain Emperor frowned and said, clearly displeased, "Mister, what do you mean, 'that's so like me'?"

"You're mocking me, aren't you!"

"Damn it, you're the one with no foresight!"

"Passing the time when I'm bored is only a small part of the reason. The real reason is that books can be used as kindling. They might come in handy a lot of the time."

"It's not just comics. I exchanged for plenty of other books too."

"In some games, books might be useful for trading information or items with NPCs!"

"Yeah, knowledge is useful too!"

"I got a whole pile of them for just 1 Point. What a bargain!"

"I had the foresight to see what was coming!"

"Look, aren't they coming in handy now?"

"Hurry up and praise me!"

Normally, the Rain Emperor bobbing her little head as she asked for